And ye answered And said unto me, We have sinned against Jehovah, We will go up And fight, according to all that Jehovah our God hath commanded us. And ye girded on Every man his weapons of war, And ye would go presumptuously up the hill.

Say, Thus saith the Lord Jehovah: Shall it prosper? Shall he not pull up its roots, and cut off its fruit, that it may wither? All its fresh sprouting leaves shall wither, even without a great arm and many people to pluck it up by its roots.

O Belteshazzar, master of the scribes, because I know that the spirit of the holy gods is in thee, and no secret is too hard for thee, tell me the visions of my dream which I have seen, and the interpretation of it.